It wasn't long before the text message alert sounded, signaling the successful transfer of ten million dollars.
Seeing the money in her account, Caroline curled her lips, the smile on her face deepening by a notch.
Time passed.
"Roar—— Roar——"
The roaring of cars resounded on the racetrack again.
The spectators craned their necks to see Ethan Brown's car charging towards the finish line at high speed.
"Screech——"
The car braked sharply, the tires rubbing against the ground producing a piercing sound that, more than anything, set the blood racing.
Ethan Brown got out of the car, a tight frown and a serious expression on his face, as he walked over to Dan Skye.
He had scarcely approached when he was met with a relentless, thunderous scolding.
